Tired Enough To Dive

With every advance of the second hand
I'm dying, i'm dying i'm wasting away

I stay at home because i don't work
I'm dying, i'm dying i'm going to waste

I can't build me up
I can't build me up to bridge the growing gap
I can't run away
I'm not tired enough to dive
And i won't try
I'm glad to be alive

And each time i reach for a second chance
I'm slipping, i'm slipping i'm wasting away

If i don't move and i keep still
I'm dying, i'm dying i'm going to waste